Song Yan never thought she would experience a day of transmigrating into a book. Well, if she transmigrated, she transmigrated! The 1970s weren't that scary.
However, she didn't expec...
"I've brought the letter from your room!" Meng Xiaoyu knocked on the door.
She knew that Song Yan's husband had brought things from home, but he didn't come in; that was a sign of his good manners.
“The deputy squad leader brings us letters every day, I have to give him a little something in return!” Song Yan said.
Meng Xiaoyu and Sun Shuo were the most diligent, always bringing letters back to everyone.
Hao Yinzhang pulled Meng Xiaoyu inside, saying, "Come in and have a seat!"
Meng Xiaoyu and Sun Shuo left satisfied, each with two packets of flower tea in their hands.
Song Yan had a lunchbox in her bag, which she handed to Shen Ruomei, along with two packets of herbal tea. "These are for you."
Shen Ruomei happily accepted the gifts. If there weren't other people in the room, she really wanted to talk about her older brother. Since she couldn't say anything, she decided to leave it at that. "Alright, you've taken what you needed. Take a nap, take a nap!" Pregnant women need to sleep.
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In the afternoon, Wei Aiguo arrived at the school gate early.
Han, the clerk, found you two houses. One is a room in a courtyard house. The courtyard is a bit messy, but it's close to the school.
One is a house in a small alley, just a regular little courtyard, where a family used to live. This one is much quieter than the other, though a bit further away. It's convenient to get there by bus. The rent is four yuan a month.
Wei Aiguo chose the one further away; since he wasn't going to live there permanently, it didn't matter if it was farther away. He paid the rent directly.
They looked at two houses, and it was almost noon. Han, the clerk, wanted to treat him to lunch, but Wei Aiguo definitely wouldn't go. He returned to the hotel, took out the lunchbox Song Yan had given him, and ate a delicious meal. Then he checked out.
Han, the clerk, also offered to deliver luggage and other items. Wei Aiguo refused them all.
Song Yan doesn't need any of these things; she already has them all.
The two found a quiet alley and entered the space. First, they needed to fill their stomachs. Then, carrying their luggage and other necessities, they took a bus to their rented apartment.